We bid farewell to Petoskey, with a goose escort as Taz and I did our last run of this visit on the our way out of town.
Westward Ho! And on to Minnesota where I would run the Root River Trail and put a check mark next to state #6 on the trail quest. We pulled into the campground at Houston, Minnesota, right alongside the trail, just as a monster storm descended upon us. To say we were nervous is quite the understatement. Storm and flood warnings abounded, and here we were, next to the Root River, down a steep hillside, trees hanging overhead, lightning, thunder, wind, and rain whipping all around us as we huddled in wee Hedwig. But we survived the night in fine form and the next day brought sunshine and a great running day. I just moseyed up from our campsite to the trail, waved goodbye to Kendall and Taz (too long a run for the pup) and set off for a couple of hours of running through woods and farmland, all along the Root River. Wildlife abounded: duck families, deer, bunnies, a bald eagle sighting, lots of mosquitoes and flowers galore. Also signs of the night's wild weather with downed trees and detritus left from the river overflowing the trail. Only one area of downed trees was a challenge to get past, involving climbing over, through and under. I wondered if I'd make it, but since it was less than two miles into the run, I didn't figure I could give up on the run that quickly, so over, through, and under I went. So glad I did. It was a great run, ending in the little Norwegian town of Rushford which happened to have a Lefse Restaurant just a block from the trailhead!
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| Time to start running! |
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| This one was easy |
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| Photo taken while negotiating my way through the middle of the fallen tree |
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| Wildflowers everywhere |
All along the way, views of the winding, rolling Root River
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| Even left-over river right on the trail |
Then it was back to civilization - the town of Rushford - and a reunion with Taz & Kendall
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| State/Trail #6. Check! |
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| mmmmm Lefse! |
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